Julius CaesarH. Holt, 1904 - 92 Seiten |
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... comes in triumph over Pompey's blood ? Be gone ! Run to your houses , fall upon your knees , Pray to the gods to intermit the plague That needs must light on this ingratitude . Flav . Go , go , good countrymen , and , for this fault ...
... comes in triumph over Pompey's blood ? Be gone ! Run to your houses , fall upon your knees , Pray to the gods to intermit the plague That needs must light on this ingratitude . Flav . Go , go , good countrymen , and , for this fault ...
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... Comes Cæsar to the Capitol to - morrow ? Casca . He doth ; for he did bid Antonius Send word to you he would be there to - morrow . Cic . Good night then , Casca : this disturbed sky Is not to walk in . Casca . 30 Farewell , Cicero ...
... Comes Cæsar to the Capitol to - morrow ? Casca . He doth ; for he did bid Antonius Send word to you he would be there to - morrow . Cic . Good night then , Casca : this disturbed sky Is not to walk in . Casca . 30 Farewell , Cicero ...
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... comes one in haste . Cas . ' Tis Cinna ; I do know him by his gait ; He is a friend . 120 130 Enter Cinna . Who's that ? Metellus Cimber ? Cinna , where haste you so ? Cin . To find out you . Cas . No , it is Casca ; one incorporate To ...
... comes one in haste . Cas . ' Tis Cinna ; I do know him by his gait ; He is a friend . 120 130 Enter Cinna . Who's that ? Metellus Cimber ? Cinna , where haste you so ? Cin . To find out you . Cas . No , it is Casca ; one incorporate To ...
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... comes upon ' s : we'll leave you , Brutus : And , friends , disperse yourselves : but all remember What you have said and show yourselves true Romans . Bru . Good gentlemen , look fresh and merrily ; Let not our looks put on our ...
... comes upon ' s : we'll leave you , Brutus : And , friends , disperse yourselves : but all remember What you have said and show yourselves true Romans . Bru . Good gentlemen , look fresh and merrily ; Let not our looks put on our ...
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... comes along . Por . I must go in . Ay me , how weak a thing The heart of woman is ! O Brutus , The heavens speed ... come to me again , And bring me word what he doth say to thee . 40 [ Exeunt severally . ACT THIRD , Scene I. Rome ...
... comes along . Por . I must go in . Ay me , how weak a thing The heart of woman is ! O Brutus , The heavens speed ... come to me again , And bring me word what he doth say to thee . 40 [ Exeunt severally . ACT THIRD , Scene I. Rome ...
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Alarum Antony and Cleopatra battle bear blood Brutus and Cassius Caius Calpurnia Capitol Casca Cassius Cicero Cinna Coriolanus Cymbeline death Decius Brutus doth Elizabethan enemy Exeunt Exit fear Fourth Cit give gods Hamlet hand hast hath hear heart Henry honour humour ides of March Julius Cæsar King Lear Lepidus Ligarius live look lord Love's Labour's Lost Low Lat Lucilius Macbeth Mark Antony means Messala Metellus Cimber night noble Brutus Octavius Othello Philippi phrase Pindarus play Plutarch poet Pompey Pompey's Portia Publius Richard Richard III Roman Rome Scene Schmidt Senate sense Shake Shakespeare speak spirit stand Stratford Strato sword syllable tell Tempest theatre thee things Third Cit thou art Tiber Titinius to-day Trebonius Troilus and Cressida unto verb Volumnius word wrong ΙΟ
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Seite 12 - I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts; I am no orator, as Brutus is; But as you know me all, a plain blunt man. That love my friend: and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him. For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech, To stir men's blood...
Seite xviii - In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets...
Seite 23 - O, I could weep My spirit from mine eyes! There is my dagger, And here my naked breast: within, a heart Dearer than Plutus' mine, richer than gold: If that thou be'st a Roman, take it forth: I, that denied thee gold, will give my heart: Strike, as thou didst at Caesar; for I know, When thou didst hate him worst, thou lovedst him better Than ever thou lovedst Cassius.
Seite 21 - You say you are a better soldier: Let it appear so; make your vaunting true, And it shall please me well: for mine own part, I shall be glad to learn of noble men. Cas. You wrong me every way; you wrong me, Brutus; I said, an elder soldier, not a better: Did I say "better"?
Seite 6 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, — not without cause: What cause withholds you, then, to mourn for him? O judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason! — Bear with me; My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, And I must pause till it come back to me.
Seite 20 - I an itching palm? You know that you are Brutus that speak this, Or, by the gods, this speech were else your last. BRU. The name of Cassius honours this corruption, And chastisement doth therefore hide his head. CAS. Chastisement! BRU. Remember March, the ides of March remembe: ! Did not great Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touch'd his body, that did stab, And not for justice?